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Echoing from down the hall, there is the rumble of ominous chanting again. Astarion thought, when the sound first assailed his ears an hour before dawn this morning, that it was the sound of some horribly tacky wizard attempting to summon a monster from the great beyond. It turned out instead to be Ulder Ravengard, Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate, attempting to sing.
Festively.
During a holiday visit to Baldur's Gate, Wyll and Astarion wake up to discover Ulder Ravengard has been struck with some kind of Festive Madness. Somehow, this is now Astarion's problem.
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And They Were Cultists by jellyfishline for fantailsock
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
12 May 2026
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Astarion has found a new lease on life, all thanks to the benevolence of the Absolute. No, living in a tower filled with cultists and having to deal with superior officers who think they can order him around is not exactly his idea of paradise, but anything is heaven compared to life under Cazador. He even gets his own room all to himself.
At least, until one Wyll Ravengard, newest member of the Absolute's ranks, is assigned to his room.
(In which Astarion and Wyll are swept up by the cult before the intervention of a certain magical artifact.)
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Safe Words and Other Fake Things That Aren’t Real by noodlefrog
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
29 Sep 2024
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Apparently, the Blade of Frontiers wants romance, not casual sex. Astarion devises a simple plan: steal the erotic novels Wyll keeps hidden in his tent, study up on what makes the man tick, and seduce himself a monster hunter. What could go wrong?
Or: Astarion accidentally discovers the wonderful world of monsterfucker erotica.
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“I wish I could trust you to not break your promises, Astarion,” the devil said. “You know I don’t want to see you hurt.”
The cold fear in his blood dropped in temperature another hundred degrees to something that could have frozen magma. The devil knew his name.
The devil thought they had a bargain.
Astarion didn’t remember.
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Wyll doesn’t bother opening his eyes. “You are welcome to take what you need from my corpse.”
“And what precisely does that mean?” Astarion asks, vaguely alarmed.
While scouting in the Underdark together, Wyll and Astarion take a tumble into a deep, dark crevasse. Injured and running out of ideas for how to escape, Wyll starts planning for worst-case scenarios. It's maybe a little romantic... for Wyll, anyway.